The crimson jewel bursts forth from the bough, A promise of sweetness, a hidden vow. Pomegranate, a fruit of myth and desire,
By Moharif Yulianto2 years ago in Poets
Not the rose with its velvet embrace, Nor the lily, a symbol of grace, This flower blooms where shadows creep, A beauty born where darkness sleeps.
The wind whispers secrets through the restless trees, A symphony of rustling leaves that never find peace. It echoes a feeling that courses through my veins,
My beloved is a poet, a weaver of words, Whose soul spills onto paper, like songbirds on chords. He paints with language, emotions laid bare,
The flickering flame cast dancing shades, Across the cabin walls, a haunting charade. A crumpled news report, a lover's grin,
It was bright then it was dark. The ground is now the sky, because a rock crashed and blinded the sun. Mommy was here,
By Alexandria Stanwyck2 years ago in Poets
Yesterday I had a dream come true Yes! It is true I was a strange child Disneyland was never in my plans I had a brain filled with full octane
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The path unwinds, a wearying maze, Where shadows dance and sunlight wanes. Hope's fragile flame, a flickering spark, As doubt creeps in, a gnawing dark.
All I want is to be intimate with you To know all your thoughts and feelings To know the real you To see your scars And remind you of how beautiful you are
The vice of a pretentiously peaceful abode. Abundance in its beauty, the truth of innocence it holds, Nativetey oozing in every breath of its ounce, the beauty of childhood beholds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Oh, great and mighty ancient terror of the high seas Untouchable by sword, by spear, even man's harpoon Your nostrils flame, mouth ringed with fearsome teeth
By Savannah K. Wilson2 years ago in Poets
In fields of moonlight, where shadows danced, I wove a world of vibrant trance. Castles of cloud, on wispy air, Hope's melody, a whispered prayer.
